His hair singes, blazing, warm: smoulders musk tongued—
swollen, clumsy, searching the cavity of gums;
hands encased in leather, sweaty grip tightens.
The electric chair whirrs.

Car stopped, head not.

I can see two trafficator lights flashing,
I can hear my own clicking,
while we wait at lights.
clicklick where is it?
flash shit, I forgot
flash fuck him
did I do that?
flash clicklick oh, fuckit
if she hadn't
flash clicklick when did they?
flash what if I can't
I suppose I should, help!

flash flash clicklick oh, I see. Isn't it lovely.

In the moment of emergence
as her wings are still drying
the butterfly weeps

The midnight moon and the swirling clouds,
the jagged rocks and nonexistent crowds.
The tall oak tree with its gnarled roots,
a smaller tree, bares many fruits.

Sample this fruit my love,
its the fruit of a god.
taste of this fruit my love,
its sweet yet its odd.

The misty mountains and an old stone tomb,
in the valley, gorgeous flowers now bloom.
A warm swift breeze travels down the hillside,
across a pond, where wild horses reside.

Our Love

Like the sun shining at day break
on mountain peaks standing tall
Under white clouds moving quietly
Amid blue skies in stormy seasons
Our love makes lonely hearts
Wish for one more chance at love

Like rivers running wider than the eyes can see
Where the sunset falls slowly into deep valleys
Under reddish heavens resilient colors
Streaking the wind driven seas
Our love makes lonely hearts
Wish for one more chance at love

Squawking crows submerging, the doom lit forest    
The sky, slate grey in its misery,
Soul keeper emerges from his unholy lair.
Sub human in his disposition,
Instilling fear and dread in humanity,

Where there once was a man
 there is now a immortal being
Twisted interpreter of pain.
Fallen angel, intimate in his distain.
Society's dross, morality dribbled  away 
Day by day.

In His Eyes...

Unfair Vanity……

She waves a bottom
so sinfully nice,
not many men wouldn’t
care to look.
He had a plastic beard
pointing to his chest,
his indifference
points to an arrogance.

Clearly uncomfortable
with each other,
it was not
a happy romance.
She only saw skylines
of his failure,
he was content, had
all he desired.

lay awkward
bent beneath
bright and bitter

the hue ascribed
is sweet magic
and the hunger
lightens a smile
and we can see
for miles

the river is clean
and the night is
cold
all these transpositions
forgo
the embrace that never
heals
the tear upon our earthly
souls

let sleep slip us free
to wing the breeze
where fiery stars
glaze this seperate
place
where we stray
but never stay

Eroticised

Thanks for the toooooooooooooo
I thought
You would have said
Only loved
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Can
Dooooooooooooooo

Shall...

Let the night ungown itself,
Let the snows melt away,
Then we shall see who is...
Drenched more you than ye,
You perhaps can forget me
In the hours torn apart
The legs we climb
I remain sublime
And
Tongue to toe
My mouth does blow

Wow you can say now,
Wow you won't